Mark Rutland: What you do need, I suspect, is a psychiatrist.
Marnie Edgar: Oh, men! You say "no thanks" to one of them and BINGO! You're a candidate for the funny farm.
Mark Rutland: Well why didn't you jump over the side?
Marnie Edgar: The idea was to kill myself, not feed the damn fish.
Marnie Edgar: You don't love me. I'm just something you've caught! You think I'm some sort of animal you've trapped!
Mark Rutland: That's right - you are. And I've caught something really wild this time, haven't I? I've tracked you and caught you and by God I'm going to keep you.
Marnie Edgar: If you don't want to go to bed, please get out.
Mark Rutland: But I do want to go to bed, Marnie. I very much want to go to bed.
Marnie Edgar: No!
Mark Rutland: Before I was drafted into Rutland's Miss Taylor, I had notions of being a zoologist. I still try to keep up with my field.
Marnie Edgar: Zoos?
Mark Rutland: Instinctual behavior.
Marnie Edgar: A lady's instinct too?
Marnie Edgar: Can't you understand? Isn't it plain enough? I cannot bear to be handled.
Mark Rutland: By anybody? Or just me?
Marnie Edgar: You... Men!
Mark Rutland: Really? You didn't seem to mind at my office that day, or at the stables. And all this last week i've handled you.
Mr. Rutland: The best thing for the inside of a man or a woman is the outside of a horse.
Mark Rutland: I'm fighting a powerful impulse to beat the hell out of you.
Mark Rutland: Marnie, it's time to have a little compassion for yourself. When a child, a child of any age, Marnie, can't get love, it takes what it can get, any way it can get it. It's not so hard to understand.
[Marnie takes a taxi back home, to a poor district by the wharf. There are girls skipping to a song]
Girls skipping: Mother, mother, I am ill. Send for the doctor over the hill. Call for the doctor. Call for the nurse. Call for the lady with the alligator purse... Mumps, said the doctor. Measles, said the nurse. Nothing, said the lady with the alligator purse. How many years will I live? One Two Three Four...
Marnie Edgar: I'm not a bit nervous, Mark.
Mark Rutland: You have no reason to be. You're unquestionably the best-looking woman here. The best-dressed. The most intelligent. And you're with me.
Marnie Edgar: I don't need to read that muck to know that women are stupid and feeble and men are filthy pigs!
Mark Rutland: I don't give one infinitesimal damn what Lil thought or thinks.
Mark Rutland: Let's back up and turn that Mt. Everest of manure into a few facts.
Lil Mainwaring: How do you take your tea, Miss Taylor?
Marnie Edgar: Usually with a cup of hot water and a tea bag.
Mark Rutland: Did you have a tough childhood, Miss Taylor?
Marnie Edgar: Not particularly.
Mark Rutland: I think you did. I think you've had a hard, tough climb.
Mark Rutland: You should try to be Marnie's friend.
Lil Mainwaring: I always thought a girl's best friend was her mother!
Marnie Edgar: In case you didn't recognise it, that was a rejection
Bernice Edgar: A decent woman don't have need for any man.
Mark Rutland: Atlantic City opens for races at the end of the month. We could drive out there next Saturday...
Marnie Edgar: All right. Are you fond of horses?
Mark Rutland: No, not at all.
Marnie Edgar: Oh... it's you. Where's my mother?
Jessica 'Jessie' Cotton: She's making a pecan pie. For me.
Marnie Edgar: That figures.
Mark Rutland: When we get home, I'll explain that we had a lover's quarrel... That you ran away... That I went after you and brought you back. That'll please Dad. He admires action. Then I'll explain that we' re gonna be married before the week is out... That I can't bear to have you out of my sight. He also admires wholesome animal lust.
Sidney Strutt: Robbed! Cleaned out! $9,967! Precisely as I told you over the telephone. And that girl did it. Marion Holland. That's the girl. Marion Holland.
First Detective: Can you describe her, Mr. Strutt?
Sidney Strutt: Certainly I can describe her: five feet five, 110 pounds, size 8 dress, blue eyes, black wavy hair, even features, good teeth.
[detectives unable to restrain laughter]
Sidney Strutt: Well what's so damn funny? There's been a grand larceny committed on these premises.
Bernice Edgar: Oh, Marnie. You shouldn't spend all your money on me like you do.
Marnie Edgar: But that's what money's for: to spend. Like the Bible says, "Money answereth all things."